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I should have thought my note cleared up everything. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. I’m a little tired. He returned her to her door at a decent hour, well before 10:00. “Good-bye,” he said earnestly. Laughed at me, then. . "You poor child!" said Prudence. It’s John. ‘Never fear, my love.
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